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    The End

    Everything turns into dust,
    But I know,
    We will survive,
    And the world will go on.

    Everything turns to ash,
    But we feel,
    All is okay,
    And life will go on.

    Cities are destroyed,
    Civilizations crumble,
    But we stand strong,
    Against the sands of time.

    Fire may ravage the plains,
    Ice may tear the mountains apart,
    But we huddle together,
    And comfort each other.

    Everything turns to darkness,
    And they fear,
    The end is near,
    And tomorrow won't arrive,

    Everything turns to chaos,
    And they panic,
    The end has come,
    And world is going to end.

    Amidst the havoc,
    We few remain calm,
    Secure in our minds,
    Order will settle on the world.

    Within the shadows,
    We stay close,
    And whisper to each other,
    The light will come again.



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    I've had this small idea written down for awhile, inspired by one of my RPG characters...Laura Anderson from Mirai- Awaiting Salvation. She, in the Digital World, fears death will come to her, fromhe experiences: losing her boyfriend, being rejected by a few of the Dark Digidestined, and thinking whoever is the bringer of death is right behind her.

    Life on the Inside(Laura's Song)

    By Gothic Latias

    Has nobody noticed the way a rose will grow?
    But from what I see, only I shall ever know.
    Thrown away, my life like a shirt out-worn,
    I have been rejected, emotionally torn.

    Against my own will, I was forced to see
    the fact that you are rather blind to me.
    Nobody will understand what life is like,
    when you lose someone, who you somewhat like.

    Death...a fate I shall someday meet,
    But if I am this way, it'll be less than a week.
    Calling out to me, into the misty black,
    You have no response, but a road with a crack.

    But, oh, this is life on the inside,
    where, from in my coil, you're on the outside.
    I swear, from the taste of one bitter tear,
    I have noticed, you were immobolized by fear.

    Deep down, lies my dark past,
    I have memories I wish I didn't have.
    Letting go, is a difficult task,
    for I cannot forget about this past.

    The fallen angels lying lifelessly at my feet
    are the only ones who know what fate I will meet.
    But the angels of darkness, sprites of a lie,
    Are bringing to me death directly from behind.

    I desire to change my ways to be with the one I love,
    But, it seems its forbidden by a barrier from above.
    You are all assuming, I'll be safe in my room,
    but the darkness inside of me, would begin to bloom.

    But, oh, this is life from the inside,
    where, from in my coil, you're on the outside.
    The betraying light emitted from a bitter tear,
    shows me that you were immobolized by fear.

    ...I'm not dead yet!

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    Mist: Try the first section of The Coin Flip... see if it helps you understand my inspiration... The stanzas don't really ift togehter, but whatever.
    Gothic Latias, your poem's really good. I usually think that rhyming ruins the beauty in a poem, but in your case, it definitely doesn't.



    The Coin Flip

    Life, a series of coin flips
    Somewhere out in the universe
    Determining your fate
    In the time it takes a shooting star
    to whizz past your eyes.
    You may wish or hope as much as you like
    You may plead, protest --
    But no one will listen to your cries.
    When the coin lands
    Your destiny is sealed.

    Yet, there is still hope for us.
    Every day of every year
    People around you try
    To bias their coins
    Weighting a side with gold and silver.
    But there is no coin
    That can be biased so much
    So that it always lands on the same side.
    When the coin lands
    Your destiny is sealed.
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    I wrote it ages ago... dont remember why...

    ~Mist


    Its everywhere not hiding
    I see it there its blinding
    My vision impared from the sighting
    Hypocrocy I'm not perfect
    Neither are they
    Its the endless cycle
    We live and die
    The way our life is
    We call ourselves
    Servents to the Lord
    And then we wake up
    And do nothing at all
    All
    Its staring right in the face
    Its glaring slowing my pace
    Must remember its not a race
    To be perfect, because I'm not
    Neither are they
    Its the endless cycle
    We live and die
    The way our life is
    We call ourselves
    Servents to the Lord
    And then we wake up
    And do nothing at all
    This isnt a Sunday only thing
    This isnt a one day quick pray thing
    This isnt an I believe yeah okay thing
    Its not a name
    But a life change
    Its not a name
    A way of new beginning
    Its not a Sunday routein
    But a lifetime job
    So get on with it
    We call ourselves
    Servents to the Lord
    And then we wake up
    And Get on with it



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    Quote Originally Posted by shazza View Post
    Mt. Moon gives me that similar feeling I used to get when I would wake up first thing in the morning as an 11/12 year old and get excited about browsing TPM.

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    The idea for this came as I was trying to get to sleep last night, and I just had to get up and write it... and it's different from my other two. This actually rhymes; rare occurence for me, as in my opinion rhyming makes stuff sound corny, but I guess it rreally fitted this poem. So here it is.

    She walks along the corridor
    She reaches the lift, it opens its door
    She stands in a crowd, all alone
    She absorbs herself in a world of her own
    She steps out into a polluted street
    She waits impatiently; she's almost late for her meet
    She gets on a bus and pays the fare
    She curses; it's taking forever to get there

    She looks out the window, and sees a boy
    She marvels, for he's happy though he has no toys

    He frolics in the park without a care
    He smiles at the flowers growing over there
    He glimpses a butterfly blue as the sky
    He grins as it comes fluttering by
    He watches as it lands on his arm
    He sees it fly away, though he did it no harm
    He falls over as he takes up a chase
    He picks himself up and continues the race

    And the cause of his happiness finally gets her
    She realizes she never properly saw the things around her

    She smiles at the old lady next to her to say,
    "Hi, I'm Rebecca. How was your day?"
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    Brimstone Diamonds. The Artist. Tightrope. Solitude. Autopsy.
    Glitter (one-shot).
    Listen to Rain Eternal -- a song.

    Random thought: 2+2=5.

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    I liked that Ada, nice perspective on life. People really should look at life like that, it would make the world a much nicer place.

    By the way, doesnt' it seem like we're the only two people posting here?

    ~Mist


    Clinging

    things are not possible on their own
    life is not a solitary movement
    i need your hand to guide me through
    i need your hand to cling on too
    because when i find im on my own
    its when i forget your always by my side

    and then i stumble
    and then i fall
    when i lose sight
    of what i'm living for
    and then i tumble
    i bring myself down
    take a look in the mirror
    turn my ways around

    people persecute me for my faith
    when they make fun of me i think its great
    ive got your hand to guide me through
    ive got your hand to cling on to
    because when i find im on my own
    its when i forget your always by my side

    and then i stumble
    and then i fall
    when i lose sight
    of what im living for
    and then i tumble
    i bring myself down
    take a look in the mirror
    turn my ways around

    when i am weak thats when i am strong
    when i am tired thats when i go long
    god will use my failures and change
    them into triumphs of faith



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    Quote Originally Posted by shazza View Post
    Mt. Moon gives me that similar feeling I used to get when I would wake up first thing in the morning as an 11/12 year old and get excited about browsing TPM.

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    AHHHHHHHHH NO! I'm here to, just taking a break, beautiful poem misty and same with yours mist.
    Misty Mist?? Oiy confusion..


    A Lion and a Bird


    The gleaming on ones eyes,
    When the bird hits the skies,
    sweeping through the underbrush,
    with such a great rush,

    With Feathers as black as the Night,
    Keeping them hidden from enemy sight,
    A Sword would clash,
    As the Lion would slash,
    The Raven warrior was so brave,
    As he would not be sent to his grave,

    When the soldiers signed the petition,
    I guess they didn't count on riding me,
    A Griffin.



    Thats about it, sorry, but tough time ahead of me. So less time to think.

    ~JennJenn~


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    Night

    Night brings the ice,
    That makes the trees gleam,
    Boughs dripping with liquid silver.

    Night brings the cold,
    That destroys all life,
    Leaving frozen corpses.

    Night brings the darkness,
    That haunts your dreams,
    And keeps you awake.

    Night brings the death,
    That ends all pain,
    Leaving a morbid peace.


    Traveler

    Look to the past,
    But don't look back,
    Move forward,
    But remain in the present.

    Travel through time,
    Sift through history,
    Run to the future,
    Mysterious nomad.

    We are but pebbles,
    In the river of time,
    Only one can control time,
    The traveler.


    Rules and Rebellion

    Rules and rebellion,
    Order and chaos,
    Darkness and light.

    Rules are made,
    Bent and broken,
    And tossed away.

    Laws are passed,
    And disregarded,
    As the uprisings begin.

    The light stops shining,
    When darkness consumes,
    And destroys logic.


    Borrowed Time

    I cannot be killed,
    I'm already dead,
    I've been living on borrowed time.

    They strike me down,
    But I remain standing,
    I'm living on borrowed time.

    They ban me from my life,
    They curse me forever,
    I was living on borrowed time.

    My time is up,
    I fall away,
    It's time to pay it back.

    I'm out of borrowed time.


    I am Lost

    I am lost,
    In the river of time,
    Trapped beneath the waters.

    I am lost,
    In a storm of pain,
    That cannot be escaped.

    I am lost,
    In the flames of jealousy,
    That cannot be put out.

    I am lost,
    In cinders of hate,
    That will never die out.

    I am found,
    Amongst the rubble of life,
    To be reborn again



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    Heh, I post every great once and a while along with several others. I went through a period where I wrote a lot more fun carefree poems recently followed by a few brought on my recent boyfriends so I think I'll type up one or two of those along with some others.

    Mist: I'll be the first to admit that I'm far from a religious person however, I like your poems. When they rhyme it never seems forced and flows nicely, something few people seem to be able to accomplish. The use of repetition, which seems to be an element of your style, doesn't get annoying and lines don't seem to ever be repeated to many times. I'd have to say that quite a few of the poems that you've written are some of my favorites here and rather inspiring.

    MistySakura: I know what you mean about the rhyming thing. I feel the same way about it usually and especially dislike lines that seem to be thrown in there simply to continue to rhyme scheme.
    I like that poem though and how each line starts the same. My favorite line is a few you used to describe the little boy. I got a mental image of a little kid playing in the park when I read it. ^^
    If only more people were positive and opptimistic like that.

    Moving on to the poems. .

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    I could make you happy for a moment.
    Light a cigarette and stay a while.
    How can I define the space between us?
    With temptations and with lies.
    Half completed sentences
    Document this waste of time.


    Scorpio
    I don't think about you,
    when I close my eyes.
    Hear your words unspoken,
    drift into my mind.
    I don't feel rejected,
    if you pass me by.
    I can't feel neglected,
    there never was a second glance, a chance to show you how.
    Forgive, I lost my mind.
    It left me, for a second time.
    The timing always coincides with you entrance, and I wonder,
    It's not that I regret it,
    you get me every time.
    I just can't accept it,
    know it isn't right.

    (this was one of those fun goofy poems. . )
    Poison of Summer
    The sun comes up, the party's starting to end.
    When it retreats, we'll start it up again.
    The liquor's flowing, 'though we're under-age this time.
    It doesn't matter.
    There's too many choices, too many problems.
    Just lookin' for fun and I found you,
    but we're through,
    stop and lie around on a big beach towel,
    beneath the warm sunshine.

    A virus you can't be rid of,
    Although it grows weak with time.
    There's no vaccine to calm us down,
    each year it gets spread around.
    Disease control can never make things sane.
    The poison of summer's pulsing through our veins.

    Houston
    I don't care about the other girls you see,
    Just please don't, baby, forget about me.
    I won't break down, I won't even try.
    'Though I might cry myself to sleep.
    A small piece flickers and it dies.

    Like the Springs* in October, there's no spontaneous laughter.
    Nobody's coming over any more.
    Maybe it's time to back my bags without one last good bye.
    Quietly slip out and close the door.

    The horoscope said today would be a damned day,
    occasionally they're right.
    Smile and hold my head up high,
    I only listen when things go my way.

    And I've had those moments when there's no one else around.
    The passion's been compounding,
    it's about to all go down
    So I don't really care about the other girls you see,
    Just please, baby, don't forget about me.
    And I promise to do the same.

    *the springs are a local hangout out during the summer where I live just incase you were wondering.

    Jay
    Sun rise
    look how it's vibrant
    variety of colors, emotions to display
    Enchanting in the quiet,
    a sweet melody emits
    unique as the creator, an original song.

    Spontaneous
    three past midnight
    head down south, uptown, leavin' it all behind
    Undressing
    devoid of lust
    intentions easy to see, painfully hard to read

    Never felt d*** near worthy all the times you'd cling to me
    The questions, expressions, responded with confused answers.
    Complex ideas dwelling so deep in such an intricate life
    Never felt like such a hypocrite,
    innocent,
    inadequate as here.
    Inadequate.


    Introvert
    Define yourself, twenty-five words or less
    Can you capture the essence of your soul?
    Or would you stumble, wondering, the meaning of your life?
    Searching for a key another holds,
    to clue you in to your inner soul.
    All the battles that are fought,
    in the middle of the night.
    In silence, without violence, deep within our minds.
    Continue on, day by day,
    writing the screenplay of our lives.
    When the curtain closes are you left wondering
    did the last scene turn out right?
    I'm waiting to find another,
    uncharted territory to explore.
    In this intellectual intercourse, I can lose this new self I've found.
    For I've memorized every inch, unlocked every secret
    In knowing
    there are some things never known.


    That was a few more than I intended which made for a rather long post. . ^^;

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    Wow, there is some good stuff but it looks like Misty and Misty are having a Rythme off here. Well I haven't posted something in a while but I have something now.


    ~Thats How I like it~

    The Very way you look and stare,
    The way you make this game always fair,
    How you always feel the need to care,
    I hope you know I will always love you,
    No matter what we do,
    You were that one missing shoe,
    Now your always fun to find,
    You are the one I will forever be with,
    I can't help feeling this,

    Thats how I like it o yea,
    Baby you know how I like it when I am with you,
    Thats how we make it,
    You I can never replace,
    What an unbelieveable feeling,
    So much to deal,
    But with that I kow it's real down to the feel,
    Thats how I like it ugh o yea,
    Ya know thats how I like it,

    The lyrics to are favorite songs,
    All equal up to all are wrongs,
    No matter where I am, I am with you,
    No matter who there, you rule,
    NO I am not a fool,
    All we have is are destiny,
    But when I am gone, will you remember me,
    Love you, love you, love,
    Yes I love you,

    Thats how I like it o yea,
    Baby you know how I like it when I am with you,
    Thats how we make it,
    You I can never replace,
    What an unbelieveable feeling,
    So much to deal,
    But with that I kow it's real down to the feel,
    Thats how I like it ugh o yea,
    Ya know thats how I like it,

    So much love we have,
    We know everything about each other,
    We are dangerously in love like Jay-Z and Beyonce,
    With that said you have nothing else to say,
    Just tell me you are ok,
    Love you, love you, love you all night and day,

    Thats how I like it o yea,
    Baby you know how I like it when I am with you,
    Thats how we make it,
    You I can never replace,
    What an unbelieveable feeling,
    So much to deal,
    But with that I kow it's real down to the feel,
    Thats how I like it ugh o yea,
    Ya know thats how I like it,

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    I was feeling a little melancholic today so I jotted down these two poems. They're both about someone who's lost someone close to them and they're trying to explain how they feel so...yeah, r&r please.

    Poem 1:

    How can I word this saddness?
    This weight that drowns my heart.
    Saddness that now,
    with each long day,
    is pulling it apart.

    Poem 2:

    I have watched my garden dying.
    The sun did rise and fall.
    Your presence stopped these days from coming.
    But I can't sense you anymore.
    Why is it that I call your name,
    as I lie awake in bed?
    Why is it that I pray to you,
    though I know that you're not dead.
    I wish I'd been there on tha day,
    I really wish you'd call.
    I wish I couldn't taste your lips,
    How can you love me anymore?


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    Black Dawn

    A black dawn shines,
    As the dark sun rises,
    And hurls into shadows,
    A world of light.

    The obsidian sun rises,
    The onyx moon sets,
    The people hide in the light,
    The day is as dark as night.

    A black dawn looms,
    As the dark sun watches,
    And takes the innocents,
    Away from the world.

    Their loved ones look on,
    Then end their lives,
    They are dead,
    Together again with those they lost.

    A black dawn ends,
    As the light returns,
    And dispells the darkness,
    As it shines upon the land.

    War

    War brings death,
    And death brings sorrow,
    But sorrow is overcome.

    Skirmishes bring victory,
    And victory brings cheer,
    But the battle scars will never heal.

    War is not won,
    When lives are lost,
    But when none are left to lose.

    Skirmishes do not end,
    When the battle is over,
    But continue within your mind.

    War is inevitable,
    As long humans live,
    With hatred in their hearts.



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    Clint Eastwood (The Ryan Mendes remix)

    This world is in a crisis, enough has now been said
    It's time to take action, get that stuck into your head!
    Political mass mania has taken control of the street
    And before you know it, implants will be ruling your feet
    Don't believe everything that you read or that you see
    You've only got one life and nothing comes for free
    So don't let fake wars be fought for you
    Make sure your heart is warm and true
    Purity is a concept, not something that exists
    But good and evil are for real, on that I do ensist!

    So pick off, and take off, and then finally let off
    Before you finally head off
    Make sure today is something you take hold of
    Even if tomorrow is something you're never sure of
    Vent all your daily anger while listening to this song
    Spread your love to someone else all day long
    If not, I'll stick you in the wicket in front of the sticks
    And Adam Gilchrist will smash you for six!
    For six! For six!


    Japanese animation is a reflection of reality
    It consists of dreams and the things you never see
    Because you're hypnotised by American TV
    And all the endless crap that you're eternally forced to see
    So switch off the tube and go outside
    Remember how good it is to be alive
    Recall what it is to have a dream
    And that not everything is always what it seems
    The individual matters
    Even when everything shatters
    The human spirit will endure
    Believe in something and search for the cure
    This sickness may be something that is always within us
    But if we all pull together, it will never ever beat us!
    This sickness is something we call hate
    Make sure you control it before it's all too late
    Before 5 billion people are wiped off the Earth
    Treasure that miracle we refer to as birth
    Don't believe all the hype about national security
    Reach into your heart and ride on into infinity!
    tee, tee, tee, tee, tee, tee, tee, tee...

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    I've written this yesterday.. or early morning today.. same thing to me.

    A Poem, of Sorts...

    I've closed my eyes
    Lost in my own head
    Again, I have rushed in
    Where angels fear to tread

    Seeking out the words
    Thinking what to say
    But unfortunately for me
    I couldn't find a way

    To put what's on my mind
    In accurate detail
    Into written form
    ... What a pain in the tail.

    So instead of calling off
    Yet another failed attempt
    I decided to write randomly
    And now i'm quite content

    It's not much of a poem
    It's rather bad, I know
    But when you're out of inspiration
    Heck, anything will go!

    So if it's pretty lousy
    In rhyme, or form,
    Or all the rest...
    Please forgive this silly lifeform
    He really, really tried his best.

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    Very nice poems everyone. o.o';; Guess it's time to show off my... er... "talent." The first one's kind of a joke; I wrote it so I wouldn't fail English. Fear it, the sequel to Jabberwocky!

    Wabberjocky

    'Twas evening, and the flaming sun,
    Gave off its final light,
    When out came the Wabberjock;
    The terror in the night.

    "Son, beware the Jabberwock,"
    Would have been the warning said,
    But that was many years ago,
    Jabberwocky's dead!

    The crowd, of course, was joyous,
    Now Jabberwocky's gone!
    But evil was not vanquished,
    For his brother came along!

    Wabberjocky came from,
    The forests of the old,
    His eyes were blue and evil-like,
    His head looked that of gold.

    His claws were sharp and pointed,
    His scales were sleek and prim,
    His roar was a volcano,
    Which would frighten even him!

    He slithered into town one day,
    Looking for revenge,
    His brotherís death was on his mind;
    (A death he must avenge!)

    He came upon the castle,
    And beat against the door.
    Grabbed the nearest castle guards,
    And dragged them to his moor!

    The King, of course, was angered,
    "How dare the beast take them!"
    He sent his grandest army,
    To invade the monster's fen.

    The army traveled on and on,
    Searching for the bog.
    They came upon a trodden road,
    Which led them through the fog.

    And then they came upon the marsh,
    And fought the evil bane,
    Except they never did return;
    Each one of them was slain!

    The King called to his son, the Prince,
    To help him save the day,
    He told him of the desperate state,
    And the Prince went straight away.

    He galloped on his trusted horse,
    Through the sun and rain,
    Hoping to find the Wabberjock,
    And fight evil once again!

    He came upon his swampy home,
    Yelling challenge for the beast,
    Wabberjock came out of hiding,
    Hoping for a feast!

    Swish, Swish! Clang, Clang!
    The sword could not get through,
    The Wabberjock took up his claws,
    And slashed at "Princey," too!

    The battle raged for hours,
    And when the beast did pause,
    The Prince swung his mighty sword,
    And got rid of its sharp claws!

    The Wabberjocky screamed aloud,
    And the Prince regained his head,
    He aimed a careful stroke-of-sword,
    And Wabberjock was dead!

    He rode back to the kingdom,
    The King was filled with joy!
    He held out his arms with delight,
    And hugged his darling boy!

    And after a few more years,
    The King (once Prince) has found,
    Babbylocki, their sister;
    Is stirring underground...


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    Poetry corner ^v^ I like reading everyones poetry, who knew there were so many poets on TPM?

    I have one ^-^ This I wrote a couple days ago in about 5 minutes for my first post in an RPG (The Ditto Files), my character was looking out the window at a warm, slightly breezy summer day on the last day of school before summer vacation, so it was really easy to find the inspiration for this ^v^

    ~Summers~
    The summer wind,
    became my friend,
    on that green and gold summer day.
    That summer rain,
    will come again,
    to wash the dust of day away.
    The leaf of green,
    its golden sheen,
    Against the trunks of trees I lay.
    The children play,
    On summer days,
    If only carefree summers stayed.



    I have a lot more poems I just have to hunt for my notebooks lol ^-^()




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    thanks for the poetry sharing everybody =)

    here is a simple one, cuz i want it to be simply said to her. like that's gonna happen.

    "Pass Your Rejection"

    he's so hot
    you want him
    sexy looks are becoming everything for you
    he rejected you and you've never felt worse
    you didn't look good enough for him when looks meant everything to you
    you hate that looks suddenly meant everything to you
    you're so beautiful
    i love you
    looks are everything to you
    so looks are becoming everything to me
    you rejected me and i've never felt worse
    i didn't look good enough for you when looks meant everything to me
    i hate that looks suddenly meant everything to me
    he made you hate yourself
    you made me hate myself
    the same situations
    except
    you have me to tell it to (you pass me your rejection)
    i don't have you

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    This is one of my saddest songs I have ever written. In a whole and you think about it, it can be explicit. This is about a friends of mine and this has to be one piece I will never forget.

    Lonely Girl





    Pain thatís hurting me, All the shouts and screams, As I try to sleep and dream, But yet nothing will remain, When I open my eyes, You were taken away, By the sharpness of a long blade, To bad you couldnít look at all the dreams we had, The haunting memories I have, Play on and on and on, I canít tell anymore, Was I that bad of a friend? I cared, I loved, I was there in the darkest times, As you sat and read your rhythms, Now all that is left, Is a mind audio of your voice, Slipping fast, Threw my fingers, I feel like I dropped you now nothing is left.

    You were my life, My power, My act of reason, Canít act now without treason, Damn you for and now I scream please free me, Of a lonely heart torn away by sadness.

    On the run, From every darkening corner, Every time I used to phone her, On the verge of reckoning, Sheís starting to break in, Hoping she will fall in, Will she remember him? As the lights become dim, Sorry I couldnít save you, I tried my hardest but everything fell apart, Will this hell end, to this I say to my lonely girl.

    Dreams of moving and growing lost in time, I wanted to be the star, You wanted to be the dream, So much laughter and life, But was it all a recurring show of the same matter? This **** is taking over my head, As you lay in your bed, Your body slowly dying, Crying, I cross my fingers everyday hoping you will come, But still I am running, As fast as I can, I never knew life could get this bad, So sad, The loss of a young youth who had so much time, She never committed a crime, I would have given anything to help her, I wish I had a cure, But I couldnít find the lure, So I sing these words to her.

    You were my life, my power, my act of reason, Canít act now without treason, Damn you for and now I scream please free me, of a lonely heart torn away by sadness.

    On the run, From every darkening corner, Every time I used to phone her, On the verge of reckoning, Sheís starting to break in, Hoping she will fall in, Will she remember him? As the lights become dim, sorry I couldnít save you, I tried my hardest but everything fell apart, Will this hell end, to this I say to my lonely girl.

    Breaking it up, Losing control with out a doubt, So heart torn I canít even find my dream, Is there anything I can redeem, Just to become free, Sorry girl, I tried to hard to make you see, Wish I knew if you feel the way I do know, I know you were strong hearted, Please tell me it was not a dream made of a simple lie, When I heard you cry, Was it all lie? I know deep inside it wasnít, But still I declare to present this, Because you were the one, You showed me what meant to live each day to the fullest, You taught me not to give a ****, My only wish was to make you do the same, Only if you lived by your word, Sorry, Sorry, Sorry, I tried, I lost on the way, If only I stayed on a little longer, Maybe I could change the way you and me feel, I know people will always care!

    You were my life, my power, my act of reason, Canít act now without treason, Damn you for and now I scream please free me, of a lonely heart torn away by sadness.

    On the run, From every darkening corner, Every time I used to phone her, On the verge of reckoning, Sheís starting to break in, Hoping she will fall in, Will she remember him? As the lights become dim, sorry I couldnít save you, I tried my hardest but everything fell apart, Will this hell end, to this I say to my lonely girl. Yes I feel you were a lonely girl. All you had to do was feel free to ask, Oh how much everyone cared, only if it wasnít deep inside of your mind, come on and share, god damn this **** anít fair!

    On the run, From every darkening corner, Every time I used to phone her, On the verge of reckoning, Sheís starting to break in, Hoping she will fall in, Will she remember him? As the lights become dim, sorry I couldnít save you, I tried my hardest but everything fell apart, Will this hell end, to this I say to my lonely girl.

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    Here's some short thing i wrote a while ago.

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    Life is too short
    I do not know what is tomorrow
    I have forgotten what was yesterday
    All I know is now
    And even that slips through my fingertips
    Like sand in an hourglass
    Help me Lord
    To use what little time I have left
    To use it all for you




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    Well, I might as well drop a bad one in.
    I'm not at all satisfied with this piece, definately not one of my best-- but regardless I'll share it. Wrote it after a friend's dad died-- no, not of cancer, cancer just inspired me to write it.
    I see cancer not so much as just the disease-- but more so what life is. Cancer is the day to day insanity that kills people everywhere, makes people commit suicide, oh hell, I'm sick of bull****ting this...
    Written in song format, entitled: Blackened Night of Cancer

    Blackened Night of Cancer
    Enter the light
    Youíre never too young
    Whispers in the night
    Tales told of a black lung

    Iíd eat the cancer
    Right from your body
    Thereís no answer
    No need to disembody

    Chemotherapy is black
    Blackest as they come
    Burn the Union Jack
    But never do succumb

    Enter the light
    Youíre never too young
    Whispers in the night
    Whispers from the devilís tongue

    Bleed unto me and
    I shall bleed unto you
    Youíll be a man of sand
    By the time weíre through

    So mister Sandman
    Sing me a song of past
    Throw yourself if you can
    Right into an hourglass

    Enter the light
    Youíre never young enough
    Whispers in the night
    Slowly shed your slough

    Reveal those scaly wings
    Baby, just fly away
    Fly to lands and bring
    Back a cancer bouquet

    Eating the pedals on the roses
    Tainted black with sin
    The sandman beneath his glass composes
    That this is where it all begins

    Enter the light
    Youíre never too old
    Whispers in the night
    Praise to a soul unsold

    Enter the light
    Youíre never too young
    Whispers in the night
    Just what have you done?

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    Classy.

    Napoleon

    There goes Napoleon
    I wonder where his mind has gone.
    Was it the dirty floors?
    Perhaps it was the stench?
    That made this janitor think
    heís ruler of the French?

    He may impress the others, but not me,
    the staff acting like he came back from Lodi
    Heís not a genius, heís not an army man.
    Iím confident his popularity will start to decline
    like the infantry at Moscow or Wagram.

    There goes Napoleon
    Iím sure he thinks he has won.
    But that wonít last
    no longer than a week or two.
    Because sooner or later heíll have to face
    his own Waterloo.

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    I have some new poems, but I think it'd be easier if I just attached the one big document I put them in, and so....I did

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    Faced with choices
    Differnt roads different paths
    Faced with choices
    And dripping hourglasses
    Which one to choose
    Which fork to bend
    Time runs out
    No guidence, no friends
    Alone at this point
    Tumbleweed rolls by
    Which one shall I choose
    Which one shall I go by
    I can take the left
    And leave him feeling hurt
    Or the right
    And have another, still hurt
    Either way i go
    Someone will feel pain
    I will feel guilt
    I will feel shame
    I call on the Lord
    But where does he lay
    I call and I call
    He seems farther away
    I smile and i shine
    and shove it all inside
    I grin and bare it
    With Jesus I'll be right

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    ack, being in this new really cool english class all the grammar spelling errors i see here are driving me nuts! *breathes deep* here's a dumb one i just wrote..

    "dooming cure"
    It was a wait which tested every speck of patience in my memory.
    she finally faded into the mix of all my other memories, no longer in the forefront.
    she is not my you anymore, who for a wait most patient, lived off my every verse.
    Finally letting her fade, only to see you take shape.
    It's exhilarating, hopeful and hopeless.
    I've seen this play, but not with these players, not with you at the lead.
    Would this be a different version, or painfully, wonderfully similar. It's so lovely, seeing you play the role i thought could only ever be hers.
    If my heart be correct, you won't fade yet. Not for a long wait most patient.
    Rest against me. I will listen forever. I want to mold everything into a reflection of your happiness.
    did i know it was going to be you?
    only after an absent goodnight, when i could barely hold my eyes from drowning. you, my dooming cure.

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    ^^;; leave my grammar mistakes alone! Just because everything I post was written in NOTEPAD!

    Stupid dh.

    ~Mist


    for he so loved the world
    that he gave his only son
    so that all the wrongs we have
    can be undone
    have you ever regretted anything youve said
    i know i have
    have you ever wanted to go back and change
    the thing you did
    the mistake you made
    i know i have
    i know i have

    its all gone now
    everything that is past is in the past
    everything that will come is coming
    and everything we know to be real
    is a lie
    because we're not innoncent after all
    if we were
    then why did jesus die?

    for he so loved the world
    that he gave his only son
    that all the wrongs we have
    can be undone
    the world is clueless to whats wrong and write
    i know i am
    do you have any idea where to draw that line
    what is bad and good
    through gods eyes
    i know i dont
    i know i dont

    its all gone now
    everything that is past is in the past
    everything that will come is coming
    and everything we know to be real
    is a lie
    because we're not innoncent after all
    if we were
    then why did jesus die?

    we all like sheep have gone astray
    each has turned to his own way
    the lord laid on him
    the iniquity of us all
    the stuff ups
    everything we did and do wrong
    was what he took the blame for
    was what he took the blame for

    its all gone now
    everything that is past is in the past
    everything that will come is coming
    and everything we know to be real
    is a lie
    because we're not innoncent after all
    if we were
    why did jesus die?

    for he so loved the world
    he gave his only son
    he died upon the cross
    so our wrongs could be undone
    all he ever did
    was love us with all he has
    and because his love is so great
    ill give him all i can...



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    Originally posted by dratinihaunter13
    ack, being in this new really cool english class all the grammar spelling errors i see here are driving me nuts! *breathes deep* here's a dumb one i just wrote..
    Ironically, you have several errors in yours. Such much for English...

    "dooming cure"
    It was a wait which tested every speck of patience in my memory.
    She finally faded into the mix of all my other memories: no longer in the forefront.
    Sshe is not my you anymore, whom, for a wait most, patient lived off my every verse.
    Finally letting her fade, only to see you take shape.
    It's exhilarating, hopeful, and hopeless.
    I've seen this play, but not with these players; not with you at the lead.
    Would this be a different version, or painfully, wonderfully similar. It's so lovely, seeing you play the role i thought could only ever be hers.
    If my heart be correct, you won't fade yet. Not for a long wait most patient.
    Rest against me. I will listen forever. I want to mold everything into a reflection of your happiness.
    did i know it was going to be you?
    only after an absent goodnight, when i could barely hold my eyes from drowning. you, my dooming cure.

    I stopped at the halfway point. Just don't whine about grammar unless it's the the slaughtered English people like Ryu tend to use.

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    lol, plenty of poets disregard grammatical guidelines like those little semicolon corrections. ee cummings? yeah, famous. i meant mis-spellings and misuses of words in the poetry. editing a poem with the semicolon over comma type of stuff is pretty silly.

    p.s. love ya mist =) and love your religious stuff

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    There are a lot of goos poems here. I, myself, am more of a songwriter then poet writer. But, if you think about it, we lyricists are simply poets who write our poems to music in our heads. Or that's how I like to think of it. Over the passed year, my style of writing has change so much due to what Ive lived through that Ive actually gone back and looked at older material and said to myself 'what the hell was I thinking?' But this is the bettering process of a growing writer. Here, submitted for your approval, is a couple of my more cherished set of lyrics. Lets see if any of you can guess what I was thinking as I wrote these.

    State of Confusion
    (Note: This was actually the very first song I ever wrote and, though there have been some slight changes over the years, it has remains practically the same.)

    Welcome to the state of confusion
    Welcome to the world of dread
    Welcome to the brink of insanity
    Welcome to forced incarceration
    Welcome to heaven's hell
    Welcome to the death of society

    Where freedom is just a state of mind
    and apathy reigns over human kind
    -chours-
    State of Confusion, damnation at an increased rate
    State of Confusion, Insaninty's the only way
    State of Confusion, everyone's touched in the head
    State of Confusion, is it a truth or fabrication?

    This is the state of confusion
    This is a constant pain
    This is a world of mockery
    This is global retrogression
    This is a deadly disease
    This is a dangerous place to be

    Everybody has a good time here
    and reality's the only thing to fear
    -repeat chours-

    We live in a state of confusion
    We live in this insanity
    We live in increasing insecurity
    We live cloaked in abnegation
    We live without a reason to
    We live afraid of responsibility

    We play games and we have fun,
    all this under our dark sun
    -repeat chours-
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    I instilled several ideas in those lyrics but the main focus for me was the fact that humanity lets itself live in a world utterly warped and, as I put it, confused by those we allow to be our leaders.
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    On You
    (I wrote this after someone I know stood by and let someone else I know's life fall apart even though the first someone could have stepped in and helped the second someone out. Apathy is such an uncaring and cruel thing.)

    Dont aggrivate me, I already hate you
    What are you doing here, I thought we were through?
    I can never stop 'cuz Im going too fast
    I cant help that Im better than you
    -chours-
    And cancer cells are eating at your brain
    And everyone is thinking that you're lame
    And rumors say that you're a crying shame
    And I dont care 'cuz everything is on you

    I cant help you 'cuz I dont want to
    Dont look to me to find a way through
    My mind is racing, its all going so fast
    Forget about you and Ill do it too
    -repeat chours-
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    This was actually a second attempt at writing my feelings on this. I tried to write it from my perspective but that didnt come out right so I took some artistic freedom and wrote it from the first someone's POV. Still, I think my perspective may have slithered its way in nonetheless.
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    Popity Corn
    (Now for a walk on the lighter side. This is proof that Im not always serious. However, there is still a serious undertone as there is in all my 'fun songs'. This also proves you should never eat popcorn and watch Willy Wonka while listening to Nirvana.

    I walk into the store
    and go to isle four
    Sign reads 'beer, nuts, and popity corn'

    I walk down the isle
    staring at the tiles
    look up and see popity corn

    I take a box or two
    then go to checkput two
    and give the cashier $3.62
    -chours-
    POP ... POPITY ... POPITY CORN
    POP ... POPITY ... POPITY CORN
    POP ... POPITY ... POPITY CORN

    I walk out to my car
    get in and drive real far
    to get home with my popity corn

    I walk up to the door
    and unlock the door
    and walk in with popity corn

    I take a look around
    imagining the sound
    of poping popity corn
    -repeat chours-

    I sit down the bag
    and open it without lag
    and take out my popity corn

    I open the box
    and kick off my socks
    as I take out a bag of popity corn

    I tear off the wrap
    I dont need a map
    and run to the microwave
    -repeat chours-

    I place the bag in
    this must be a sin
    to love yummy popity corn

    The bell rings, I cannot wait
    I take the bag, this is so great
    Into the TV room with my popity corn

    I sit down nice and slow
    and enjoy the show
    eating buttered popity corn
    -repeat chours-
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    I think Ill stop here for now as Im sure all of you are scratching your heads saying 'what in the....' right about now. Ill post some later though. Enjoy these three gems... or two gems and a kernal.

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    That was good. Just from reading it and not looking at the bottom you could tell is was Misty talking about Ash.

    There used to be times he'd insult me
    In response to something I'd said
    And sometimes I'd respond by boldly
    Malleting him square on the head.
    That was my favorite part! But one thing, when you want to post a poem, you should go to the Poetry Corner and post it. I think it may be on the second page...not sure, but if you want to find it quicker, there should be a link in the rules or the other thing about help. But this was good and had some good humor.

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    It's nice how it's not all soppy and not particularly poetic (that wasn't meant to be offending), because Misty just isn't a poetic person, and this poem sounds like something she might actually write.

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    Didn't know about the poetry corner. And thanks!

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    I agree with the right use of language coming from misty's POV, nice work.
    this just a haiku-ish spit-up.
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    "the night"
    I can't wait for the next time
    Then I freeze in it
    Lost for words until I lose

    the night.

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    Here is one I wrote today thinking about someone I really like,


    Scared of this feeling you give,
    I close my eyes, I take a breathe,
    I think of what I want us to have,
    I hide this deep down inside my soul,
    I know if you gave me a try it could work,
    I know I am not what you may picture,
    But I know I can make up for that,
    Please give me one try,
    I know my first impression sucked but,
    That is not me what so ever,
    When I first laid eyes on you,
    My heart stopped beating,
    An image of you and I came clear,
    But if telling you is my fear,
    The fear of you laughing,
    Hating,
    Not wanting to talk to me,
    Even yet,
    See me,
    It is hurting me not to tell you,
    Maybe if I could just get to know you things would be better,
    I am not perfect but maybe you would look past that,
    Just from the times I heard you,
    It looks like we have the same interests and views,
    Was that my cue?
    I should have opened my mouth,
    But I am scared,
    I would love you forever if you wanted,
    I would change,
    I may even lose some friends,
    Maybe I am just crazyÖin love?
    I donít know what you think and I am dying to know,
    Maybe deep inside I would just want to lay with you all night,
    I am dying to know,
    I see you have someone,
    I fell bad knowing you have one,
    Maybe at first it doesnít have to be love,
    Maybe a let me get mine you get yours.

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    Pewter City Geodude wins the Scariest Poem Award.

    What a shocking ending. Terrifying!

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    I take it you're not a Pokeshipper.

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    I cant remember when or why I wrote this poem, I'll just say that it probably had something to do with Adam -.-;;

    ~Mist


    Echoes
    Hi...
    I miss you...
    We hardly ever talk any more
    We used to be great pals
    Buddys even
    I could see you whenever I wanted
    And if I called out your name
    You would be there,
    Ready to catch me in your arms...
    ...
    its so empty now...
    I still long for you...
    I still love you...
    Even if you dont know it...
    I'm still here,
    waiting for you,
    I have been...
    for a very long time..
    ...
    Your worth waitihg for...
    I called you,
    and a continuous beep answered
    I messaged you
    and nothing but emptiness answered
    ...
    my mind plays tricks on me sometimes
    it tells me your not coming back
    it tells me you never wanted to in the first place...
    sometimes...
    sometimes i believe it...
    ....
    my phone beeps with a message
    and my heart beats faster...
    when it is you
    my heart leaps to my throat and beats there
    but when its not
    it likes to reside around my liver...
    deep in my stomach...
    ...
    i could call to you
    and you would be there with open arms
    ready to catch me
    now i call you
    and only the echo answers back



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    Quote Originally Posted by shazza View Post
    Mt. Moon gives me that similar feeling I used to get when I would wake up first thing in the morning as an 11/12 year old and get excited about browsing TPM.

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    Another song I wrote a few days ago. About the same person as the poem one.



    I know how love works,
    Itís the pain that you give,
    When you wanna love someone,
    Who doesnít know you do?
    You donít how they feel about you,
    I need to know so I can move on,
    This is taking so damn long,
    How I need and want,
    To see your sweet face,
    So I can say,
    I love you,
    I want you,
    I need you,
    Baby.


    You changed my world,
    You turned it upside down,
    My life became much brighter,
    With the looks of your face,
    You sweet tender voice,
    The tingly feel you give,
    Please give me,
    A chance.

    The smell of your breathe,
    The feel of your skin,
    I want to win,
    But the feel of ache,
    The feel of guilty,
    Oh baby how I want you,
    I love you baby,
    I know it took two tryís to find,
    Yes I do,
    Believe in,
    Love at first sight,
    You were my shining star,
    You still can be,
    Just give me a sign,
    And I will make it so I am yours,
    To night.

    You changed my world,
    You turned it upside down,
    My life became much brighter,
    With the looks of your face,
    You sweet tender voice,
    The tingly feel you give,
    Please give me,
    A chance.


    I know we donít know each other that well,
    Just give it time,
    To see if you want to be mine,
    Damn it you are so fine,
    But thatís not all I want,
    I want to hold you tight,
    I want to be with you through the night!


    You changed my world,
    You turned it upside down,
    Oh how you make me feel,
    How I love to see our face,
    The sound of your tender voice,
    The feel that you give,
    Please,
    Give,
    Me a,
    ChanceÖ

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    She's not sobbing.
    She's not whimpering.
    She's not weeping.
    But the light, the warmth of her aura has faded.
    I feel the silent darkness taking over her.
    I know she's crying unshed tears.

    She's looking into a mirror
    Trying to find... she doesn't know herself.
    But the glass is smashed.
    All she gets are splinters,
    Distorted shards of the true picture.
    She's lost and confused
    Trying to fit the pieces together.
    The sharp edges cause her delicate hands pain.
    The blood runs together with her tears.

    I claw desperately at the image.
    I reach out to bandage her wounds,
    Taking care not to disturb her,
    Not to let her see my distress.
    But her world of depression evades my grip.

    My mirror shatters.



    This is 99% fiction, 1% truth. I wrote this just then, right into this little reply box; it's based on my feelings about two of my friends (and yes, I am being overdramatic.) Claire, if you're reading this, I don't want them to see it, okay?
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    Ada, thats' really heavy. I swear, Its really really cool though!!! I really like it. Sometimes i cant come up with stuff that dark, im justtoo happy sometimes then otheritmes i come out with stuff so dark, it scares me...

    ~Mist


    I wanna run from this world
    Runaway
    I want to push my way away
    from here
    I wanna break away through
    the crowd
    I just wanna get away don't wanna look back
    I wanna get out of here
    I wanna get away
    Get away

    Stealth I thought would help me get through this
    Pain its incredible its so bliss
    What does it mean when you fight with another
    we're all related sister to brother
    You just gotta shut the heck up nobody cares
    About your insults or rants about how life isn't fair
    Because we all know its true but we're not hearing you
    We block out the sound of your criticism and hurtful words
    Cause they just hurt me more and more and more

    When you cant have your own way you lash out with pain
    You scream and screech and cry again
    Why cant you just leave me...
    leave me...

    I wanna run from this world
    Runaway
    I want to push my way away
    from here
    I wanna break away through
    the crowd
    I just wanna get away don't wanna look back
    I wanna get out of here
    I wanna get away
    Get away

    You cant deny it your slack to the bone
    Not fair at all cold all through
    Nobody wants to get to know you
    Take out your hurt on somebody else
    Make them suffer like you
    Thatís the way to do it no
    Get a grip get a life get some friends and you'll be all right
    because now you just suck
    and just like you hurt me Iíll hurt you
    I don't care if you wanna cry at my feet
    You caused me to cry at yours
    You enjoyed the pain I endured
    Smirking at every tear
    Making your smugness clear

    But when you can't have your own way just lash out in pain
    Go around hurting everybody again
    Make us want to get away

    I wanna run from this world
    Runaway
    I want to push my way away
    from here
    I wanna break away through
    the crowd
    I just wanna get away don't wanna look back
    I wanna get out of here
    I wanna get away
    Get away

    When you cant have your own way you lash out with pain
    You scream and screech and cry again
    Why cant you just leave me...
    leave me...
    But when you can't have your own way just lash out in pain
    Go around hurting everybody again
    Make us want to get away



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    Quote Originally Posted by shazza View Post
    Mt. Moon gives me that similar feeling I used to get when I would wake up first thing in the morning as an 11/12 year old and get excited about browsing TPM.

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    Not bad! Nice atmosphere. Got a bit confused, but who said you had to understand poetry anyway? The rhyming scheme didn't get in the way or make the poem sound corny, which is always good.
    Moving to Poetry Corner...
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    Brimstone Diamonds. The Artist. Tightrope. Solitude. Autopsy.
    Glitter (one-shot).
    Listen to Rain Eternal -- a song.

    Random thought: 2+2=5.

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